Someone should mass-produce sunsets, cooler mornings, gardens, bare feet, “Is it really midnight already?” conversations, and coloring books. It would make a great recipe for an energy drink. Grad student demand would be through the roof.

Classes start back tomorrow. I went to campus yesterday and re-immersed myself in the smell of freshly cut grass, dusty books, and very well-dressed students. (For the last, hearing faint strains of Finals will overcome [you]; finals will overcome playing in my head.)